日期：2007-09-27 3 You air that serves me with breath to speak！ You objects that call from diffusion my meanings and give them shape！ You light that wraps me and all things in delicate equable showers！ You paths worn in the irregular hollows by the roadsides！ I... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 4 The earth expanding right hand and left hand， The picture alive， every part in its best light， The music falling in where it is wanted， and stopping where it is not wanted， The cheerful voice of the public road， the gay fresh sentiment of th... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 Bald heads forgetful of their sins， Old， learned， respectable bald heads Edit and annotate the lines That young men， tossing on their beds， Rhymed out in loves despair To flatter beautys ignorant ear. All shuffle there； all cough in ink； All w... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 1 FLOOD-TIDE below me！ I see you face to face！ Clouds of the west - sun there half an hour high - I see you also face to face. Crowds of men and women attired in the usual costumes， how curious you are to me！ On the ferry-boats the hundreds and... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 2 The impalpable sustenance of me from all things at all hours of the day， The simple， compact， well-join'd scheme， myself disinte-grated， every one disintegrated yet part of the scheme， The similitudes of the past and those of the future， Th... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 3 It avails not， time nor place - distance avails not， I am with you， you men and women of a generation， or ever so many generations hence， Just as you feel when you look on the river and sky， so I felt， Just as any of you is one of a living... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 Though logic-choppers rule the town， And every man and maid and boy Has marked a distant object down， An aimless joy is a pure joy， Or so did Tom ORoughley say That saw the surges running by， And wisdom is a butterfly And not a gloomy bird of pre... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 Now list to my morning's romanza， I tell the signs of the Answerer， To the cities and farms I sing as they spread in the sunshine before me. A young man comes to me bearing a message from his brother， How shall the young man know the whether and w... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 When have I last looked on The round green eyes and the long wavering bodies Of the dark leopards of the moon？ All the wild witches， those most noble ladies， For all their broom-sticks and their tears， Their angry tears， are gone. The holy cent... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 ALWAYS our old feuillage！ Always Florida's green peninsula - always the priceless delta of Louisiana - always the cotton-fields of Alabama and Texas， Always California's golden hills and hollows， and the silver mountains of New Mexico - always sof... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 I Would be ignorant as the dawn That has looked down On that old queen measuring a town With the pin of a brooch， Or on the withered men that saw From their pedantic Babylon The careless planets in their courses， The stars fade out where the moon c... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 May God be praised for woman That gives up all her mind， A man may find in no man A friendship of her kind That covers all he has brought As with her flesh and bone， Nor quarrels with a thought Because it is not her own. Though pedantry denies， It... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 1 WEAPON shapely， naked， wan， Head from the mother's bowels drawn， Wooded flesh and metal bone， limb only one and lip only one， Gray-blue leaf by red-heat grown， helve produced from a little seed sown， Resting the grass amid and upon， To be... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 2 Welcome are all earth's lands， each for its kind， Welcome are lands of pine and oak， Welcome are lands of the lemon and fig， Welcome are lands of gold， Welcome are lands of wheat and maize， welcome those of the grape， Welcome are lands of s... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 3 The log at the wood-pile， the axe supported by it， The sylvan hut， the vine over the doorway， the space clear'd for a garden， The irregular tapping of rain down on the leaves after the storm is lull'd， The wailing and moaning at intervals，... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 Although I can see him still， The freckled man who goes To a grey place on a hill In grey Connemara clothes At dawn to cast his flies， Its long since I began To call up to the eyes This wise and simple man. All day Id looked in the face What I had... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 Call down the hawk from the air； Let him be hooded or caged Till the yellow eye has grown mild， For larder and spit are bare， The old cook enraged， The scullion gone wild. I will not be clapped in a hood， Nor a cage， nor alight upon wrist， Now... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 1 （AH little recks the laborer， How near his work is holding him to God， The loving Laborer through space and time.） After all not to create only， or found only， But to bring perhaps from afar what is already founded， To give it our own ident... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 2 Come Muse migrate from Greece and Ionia， Cross out please those immensely overpaid accounts， That matter of Troy and Achilles' wrath， and ？neas， Odysseus' wanderings， Placard Removed and To Let on the rocks of your snowy Parnassus， Repeat a... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 3 Responsive to our summons， Or rather to her long-nurs'd inclination， Join'd with an irresistible， natural gravitation， She comes！ I hear the rustling of her gown， I scent the odor of her breath's delicious fragrance， I mark her step divine... 阅读全文>>